A thin, blonde haired, woman was bending down behind the bar, getting a mixer from a shelf. The Prof. rapped on the bar with the bowl of his pipe."Ser...ving wench" he boomed, "two of your best foaming flagons of ale for my friend and myself, quick as you like."The woman straightened up, and it was then obvious that she wasn't a bar maid, nor very pleased to be thought to be one. Her thin face must have been lifted many times because it looked like she had just sucked on a lemon, and the flat. In the small Arizona community Conner was the well known ‘Mr. Fix it.’ He owned the local pool service business. At twenty-eight years old, it had been his life for the past nine years, after he had happened to stumble across the idea of opening his own business rather than going to college with everyone else. He had thought that high school had been school enough, and even without further education he had discovered he had quite the head for business, at least his business. It was quite. ? I drank a quart and asked for more, but they wouldn?t give it to me. I could feel Dr. Hanson removing bandages from my crotch, she poked my vagina, I squealed and jerked my hips. Carol lifted her head over the sheet and asked, ?You felt that?? ?Yes!? I said. She told her nurse to hold my hips down and she instructed me to tell her what I felt, pleasure or pain, just what can I feel. ?Pain,? ?Pain!? ?Pleasure,? ?Pleasure,? ?Definitely pleasure!? I started breathing hard. Carol said, ?OK. Her breasts, tight and full with blood, were excellent targets, since the whip caused especially painful stripes. Her pussy, so nice and open, was also an excellent target, which he made sure was not neglected.When he finished fucking Jane, Sally was more than happy to indulge herself in some pussy eating, since her husband was currently occupied with Annette. Sandy came over, her eyes gleaming with lust, Jane had the feeling she was really in for it. Jane didn't know why, exactly, but she.